somewhere in Soho isn't it, a random Metal pub? My mate took me there, we bought some food nearby and we went in and ate it with a pint. Felt a bit weird that but he knew the place and said it was OK. I wasn't sure if I was metal enough, I was more into punk.

At least they're getting slightly more notice than the one week they were given at the Wardour Street site (which then remained empty for years). That said, they managed to find a new location super quick back then - here's hoping they can do so again.

Shame about the Fox, I'll miss the preening studded-denim-jacket poseurs and flagrant smoking of massive bifters from glowering cargo-shorted types. One of my favourite nights out was the time I saw a barmaid try and smash a glass over some surly, aggressive punter's head after he chucked a G&T at her.

It's of course more to do with how a London institution of being a bit different was forced out to make way for a burger chain that's become as ubiquitous as a Tesco Metro, and then has the gall to try to trade off the heritage of the building

I used to love sitting in the window and watching tourists glance in and then do a double take when they registered what it was like inside.

Fantastic place to meet all sorts of random people. One of the few places in London where strangers actually talked to each other.

I have been amazed at how the new one has been able to almost exactly replicate the horribleness of the original's toilets! Like they very deliberately set out to make them as vile as possible. The bar staff have always been incredibly rude, but that has almost seemed like part and parcel of the place really.

I do hope they reincarnate somewhere else soon. And ideally a location more like the original and less like the second one, which never really quite worked (although I am sad to see it go).